Of all the passions, however, which are so extravagantly
disproportioned to the value of their objects, love is the only one
that appears, even to the weakest minds, to have any thing in it that
is either graceful or agreeable. In itself, first of all, though it
may be ridiculous, it is not naturally odious; and though its
consequences are often fatal and dreadful, its intentions are seldom
mischievous. And then, though there is little propriety in the passion
itself, there is a good deal in some of those which always accompany
it. There is in love a strong mixture of humanity, generosity,
kindness, friendship, esteem; passions with which, of all others, for
reasons which shall be explained immediately, we have the greatest
propensity to sympathize, even notwithstanding we are sensible that
they are, in some measure, excessive. The sympathy which we feel with
them, renders the passion which they accompany less disagreeable, and
supports it in our imagination, notwithstanding all the vices which
commonly go along with it; though in the one sex it necessarily leads
to the last ruin and infamy; and though in the other, where it is
apprehended to be least fatal, it is almost always attended with an
incapacity for labour, a neglect of duty, a contempt of fame, and even
of common reputation. Notwithstanding all this, the degree of
sensibility and generosity with which it is supposed to be
accompanied, renders it to many the object of vanity; and they are
fond of appearing capable of feeling what would do them no honour if
they had really felt it.
It is for a reason of the same kind, that a certain reserve is
necessary when we talk of our own friends, our own studies, our own
professions. All these are objects which we cannot expect should
interest our companions in the same degree in which they interest us.
And it is for want of this reserve, that the one half of mankind make
bad company to the other. A philosopher is company to a philosopher
only; the member of a club, to his own little knot of companions.
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CHAP. III.--_Of the unsocial Passions._
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